The dark haired boy's eyes sped from left to right, trying to come up with some way they could take this thing down if it really had escaped. Maybe if...
"I-I have an idea. There should be at least one active class going between us and the Eastern training hall. If you can cut through that you...
Cormund had just gotten settled and ready to start looking for the source of his magic (whatever that might be) when the announcement of single combat went out. His heart did something strange that was a bit like skipping a beat but sinking at the same time. He looked around at the others...
Cormund was calming down a bit, seeing his visions fail to come to fruition. It was about then he realized he'd been silent for a while, but everyone seemed to settle into their own conversations... or further arguments. Tuning into the conversation on his left he realized he zoned out bad...
Cormund eased his anxiety with Grande, taking deep breaths. He had never had to deal with this in someone else before. In a strange way it was cathartic to have someone else understand what it was like to hold such a curse. It was also nice to get thanks for the help. Today was a day of firsts...
Oh gods, the dreaded "Uh." The ultimate unintentional utterance of awkward feelings. Just by saying hello he had destroyed any future relationship with his fellow classmate permanently. He wondered if he should simply run off instead of continuing this now doomed conversation of necessity and...
Cormund Augur had places to be. It was clear to see by his pace through the hallways, rushing past regal paintings and busts of long dead Dreadlords. He looked left and right in his trademark paranoid manner, luckily alone in this particular hallway. He was having unfortunately very personal...
Cormund flinched at the words directed at him. A Dreadlord in training really shouldn't be hurt by such petty things as words, especially when he constantly saw all the worse ways he could get hurt, but he found himself sulking for a moment anyways. He turned away and tried to focus on his rock...
Cormund was seemingly just looking at the sky while Ophir gave his instructions. In reality he was attempting to process the vision he was seeing of some Anirian guard he never knew taking a spear to the side. It was over some no name town Cormund couldn't recognize, and he quickly snapped back...
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